After fetal transfusion: Huang Ama, your royal mausoleum has been stolen

The conflicted look on Xirui's face finally helped Xue Jing regain some rationality.

He did not say anything that would scare Xirui, but just soothed her in a slow voice, "Since this thing is what Eleven wants, it is naturally the primary target of my Xue family."

"What's a mere thousand gold coins worth?"

Ever since Xue Jing took over the family business and expanded it, money has become just numbers to him.

If I could use these possessions to help Xirui, it would give the money some added value.

It can also make him feel that his work over the years has not been in vain.

Xirui leaned against Yunya's arms, his voice still hoarse from the violent coughing, "Then I'll have to trouble Master Xue."

At this moment, guided by her usual sharp intuition, she subconsciously avoided Xue Jing's sight.

It was because she didn't know what was contained in it, and she was afraid that if she looked into it too deeply, it would bring changes to her current life.

She had just smelled a hint of freedom and did not want to disrupt the current peace, so she had to feign ignorance.

"By the way, I'd better draw you a comparison chart first, so it will be easier to find."

Xirui struggled and quickly got out of Yunya's arms. He asked someone to bring him paper and pen and started painting.

Since Xue Jing had said so much, she would no longer refuse.

I just drew a schematic diagram of the durian to give them a reference.

"This thing is called 'Durian' and it should be a fruit that grows in the Siam area." Siam is the ancient name of Thailand.

Xirui remembered that as early as the Shunzhi period, Siam had already been a vassal state of the Qing Dynasty.

Under such circumstances, she was not worried that their ships would not be able to enter Siam.

Thinking of this, Xirui seemed to have thought of something, and with a slightly resentful tone, he went to 066 and asked, "Liuliu, has the system been repaired?"

She also wanted to ask Kangxi if he had ever seen durian in the tribute from Siam over the years?

After getting used to communicating through the system, it feels really inconvenient when it is suddenly restricted.

[Host... please... wait for me... for a while...] 066's intermittent voice came, which had never happened before.

Xirui was confused and at the same time, she was very nervous.

what is happening?

It's just a vulnerability investigation, does it take so long?

Xirui was worried, and a look of sadness unconsciously appeared on her face.

Xue Jing, who had been paying attention to her, naturally noticed this at the first moment.

However, he thought Xirui was worried about the durian. "Now that we know it comes from Siam, it will be much easier to find it."

"Maybe when the next ship comes back, there will be good news."

Xue Jing silently raised the status of this durian in his heart and became even more reluctant to look away.

He stared at her intently, as if he would not stop until he saw Xirui’s sorrow turn into joy.

Under such circumstances, it would not be easy for Yunya and Wuwu to pretend that they had not thought much about it.

"Ahem!" Wu Wu coughed twice as a reminder, "If Princess wants this, why not wait until the Siamese envoy comes to Beijing to pay tribute and ask for it?"

"I think they are sensible." Wu Wu felt that as long as the King of Siam was not a fool, he should know what to do.

Generally speaking, the tribute paid by vassal states were simply local specialties, and paying tribute every year was a symbol of submission.

Not only did the Qing Dynasty never argue with them about those things, but it also gave them many rewards.

It was so hard for the suzerain country to show some interest in their things, so there was no room for them to refuse.

Wu Wu felt that as his master, he was just eyeing something from a vassal state, so there was no need to be so roundabout and troublesome.

Just spread the news and wait for Siam to pay tribute.

"When will the Siamese envoy arrive in Beijing?" Xirui didn't care. He could go find him himself or wait for the envoy to pay tribute.

It's just that she hadn't thought of this before.

"Well... I haven't heard any news about this year." Wu Wu said hesitantly.

The vassal states paid tribute every year, and many accidents occurred along the way, so the time for the envoys to arrive in Beijing was not fixed.

Until Xirui and his companions left Beijing, no news came from the Honglu Temple and the Ministry of Rites.

Naturally, Wuwu had no way of knowing.

"The envoys from the vassal states may arrive in Beijing at any time. Even if the matter of the durian is revealed this time, we will have to wait until next year to see it in the tribute gift list."

Xue Jing immediately followed up by noticing the hesitation in Wu Wu's words, "It would be faster for us to have our own boat."

Their ships can now travel freely between neighboring countries. If all goes well, Xirui will be able to eat fresh durian in a few months.

"That's true." The envoys from vassal states would come and go in years.

It is indeed not as convenient as having your own boat.

Xirui was eating mango, but her heart had already been drawn away by the durian in her memory.

He swallowed almost imperceptibly and made the decision immediately.

He gave the drawing of the durian to Xue Jing, asking him to make multiple copies and deliver them to the crew members.

Make sure they can recognize durian when they see it.

"I will definitely live up to Eleven's expectations." Only after holding the blueprint in his hand did Xue Jing calm down.

A smile appeared on his face again, and he assured Xirui in a gentle voice.

Wu Wu glanced at his own princess who was still eating hard, and then glanced at Xue Jing who could no longer see anyone else in his eyes. He felt that he should not be sitting here, but should stay under the table.

Fortunately, he was not the only one who felt this way in the inner room.

Yunya, who was closer to Xirui, had already finished looking at the ceiling and was counting the patterns on the floor.

The little girl quickly noticed the gazes falling on her, and when she looked up quickly, she saw Wu Wu.

The two looked at each other unexpectedly, both a little at a loss, and quickly looked away.

For a moment, the four people in the inner room each had their own thoughts, and they all fell silent tacitly.

As one of the largest restaurants in Suzhou, Wuhu Restaurant has good business on a daily basis.

It was noon and there were few empty seats left in either the lobby or the private rooms.

Xirui and the others were in a private room. They had not realized much before, but when the silence spread, they immediately realized how noisy it was outside.

Various greetings, pleasantries, or loud orders came flooding in, instantly breaking the tranquility of the inner room.

"It's worthy of being the capital city. It's really lively." Xirui swallowed the last piece of mango and sighed in his heart that he was lucky.

If it weren't for the background music, they would have been really embarrassed.